Sharknado? Yup, Sharknado

What happens when global warming sucks sharks out of the ocean, puts them in a tornado, and has them attacking people (and Tara Reid) in Southern California?

A rare dose of campy awesomeness which Syfy Channel’s Sharknado delivered last night; a “mockbuster” film if there ever was one:

Syfy has consistently mixed up all sorts of newly bizarre disaster/horror combinations designed to elicit a kind of “it’s so bad, it’s good” feeling for their audience, hoping one of these films might branch outside their typical audience.

Sharknado is the latest, and perhaps greatest of Syfy’s attempts. It’s it all over the Twitterverse, my own Facebook stalker feed, as well as a number of legit news sites (here and here, for instance), as well as the Washington Post, or check any web search for zillions more. It’s pop culture gold (or crap… one of those). Here’s Time‘s basic summary of this mockbuster’s allure in their review:

Like so many things, The Simpsons expressed this critical principle best: “Barney’s movie had heart, but Football in the Groin had a football in the groin.” And Sharknado, bless its skeleton made of cartilage and brain made of cheese, is maybe the closest thing television has created to 80-odd minutes straight of footballs in the groin.